{ ; }: i haven’t been here for a few days because regina’s starting to slowly return so now i gotta figure out how to juggle both muses. mostly considering regina wants 99.9% of my attention right now.
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{ ; }: i haven’t been here for a few days because regina’s starting to slowly return so now i gotta figure out how to juggle both muses. mostly considering regina wants 99.9% of my attention right now.
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{ text; }: regina, i think the station is haunted.
[ text ] The station is not haunted, Emma. [ text ] You don't really need to be there. Come home.
{ text; }: no, i don't, but i do recall us spending all day in bed. { text; }: that and i neverdidmypaperwork.
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nonsexual acts of intimacy ; sharing a desert
Emma smirks to herself as she dips her finger into the whipped topping. "Want some?" she teases, holding up the coated digit. The blonde moves her arm forward slightly, wiggling her finger in the other's face.
so i run now to the things they said could restore me restore life the way it should be
"Tickle-tickle-tickle! Kitchy kitchy koo!"
torture ;
”C’mon, Regina!” she yelps, wiggling against the older woman, trying to escape her prying fingers. “—I’m a grown woman, I don’t need to be tickled!”
"What can I say? I like seeing strong women crumble at my touch." She cooed ad rocked her hips against Emma’s.
Her lips part at the teasing movements and a strained chuckle escapes her throat. "Hey," Emma starts, scraping her nails against the expanse of skin she can reach. "--are you trying to kill me?"
"Scoot over I want the blankets too!"
domestic
”All I’m gonna do is steal them back,” she says with a tease, releasing some of the blanket so Abigail could get under as well. “We can’t both be blanket hogs. It doesn’t work like that!”
"That’s good….really good," she said softly and took Emma’s hand giving it s light squeeze "You know I’ve never seen her so happy….honestly. You make her happy and…thank you for that," Abigail looked back at Emma giving her a small smile.
"I hope it stays that way," she says, sporting a smile of her own. "It's not something you have to thank me over, Abigail, really." Emma chuckles, playfully tugging at the blanket. "I know she's able to protect herself, but I always feel like I gotta look after her. If someone says anything about her, they're gonna get arrested." She shrugs then, biting her lip to hide back a grin. "Well, I won't abuse my power."
"Tickle-tickle-tickle! Kitchy kitchy koo!"
torture ;
”C’mon, Regina!” she yelps, wiggling against the older woman, trying to escape her prying fingers. “—I’m a grown woman, I don’t need to be tickled!”
"You’re adorable when I have you squirming for me, you know." She smirked and kissed her again as she sat astride Emma’s hips.
Emma nips at the brunette's bottom lip. "You like that, don't you?" she asks, hands slipping under the hem of Regina's blouse. "I know you like having that kind of power over me."
“We have to go. I might have told your mom I’m pregnant. I don’t know why I said that. I’m not.”
strange starters
”Can’t we just have one, small get-together with my parents that doesn’t end up with one of us lying to their faces?” It’s almost comical. ”Let’s get out of here before Snow tries to name the ‘child’ & grab at your stomach.”
Regina nods. “I think I’ll need you there to make sure Whale and I don’t kill each other.” She grins at her joke and then leans up to kiss Emma on the lips. “A little hungry. Although I’m almost too nervous to eat.” Still, she leads the way out of the bathroom.
"I hope you know if he starts getting sassy with you, it's not gonna end well for him," she teases, returning the kiss. Emma laces her fingers with Regina's as they leave the bathroom. "Well, we can also order in, watch a movie, cuddle on the couch." She leans so she can bump her shoulder with the brunette's. "Take a break."
"Tickle-tickle-tickle! Kitchy kitchy koo!"
torture ;
”C’mon, Regina!” she yelps, wiggling against the older woman, trying to escape her prying fingers. “—I’m a grown woman, I don’t need to be tickled!”
"Yeah. Sure. Whatever." She smirked and continued for another minute or two before she suddenly stopped and pressed her lips to her fiancee’s, cupping her face as she poured all of her love into the kiss. "Better?"
It honestly surprises her when she feels lips on her own (she actually thought Regina was going to torture her for a little longer). Emma's hands reach up to grasp at the older woman's hips. "Better," she repeats with a smile, leaning up to kiss her once more.
"Scoot over I want the blankets too!"
domestic
”All I’m gonna do is steal them back,” she says with a tease, releasing some of the blanket so Abigail could get under as well. “We can’t both be blanket hogs. It doesn’t work like that!”
"Yes we are best friends but we’re….weird best friends ever since Dan-that whole thing we just never really talk about relationships.." she admitted as she puled her own blankets up to her own chin and looked at the screen "She talks about you…and how great you are but not…personal details you know?"
”Yeah, she’s not easy to talk to about stuff like that,” she agrees, looking back at the screen as well. Emma’s lips twist to one side as she thinks. “It’s going well though,” the blonde finally says, shrugging her shoulders. “—I mean, after awhile, I don’t feel like I’m disappointing her. I didn’t ever think I’d be her first choice.”
"Please hold me"
domestic
She shifts in bed beside her lover, arms snaking right around Regina’s waist. Emma tugs the brunette close and presses a kiss to her forehead.
“—do you want to talk about it?”
"Thank you." She simply stated again. "I don’t want to talk about it anymore."
Emma nods before leaning forward and peppering Regina's face with gentle kisses.
"Scoot over I want the blankets too!"
domestic
”All I’m gonna do is steal them back,” she says with a tease, releasing some of the blanket so Abigail could get under as well. “We can’t both be blanket hogs. It doesn’t work like that!”
"Well I didn’t say I was going to be a blanket hog. I want to share them," she giggled as she got in with Emma "So how are thing going with you and Regina?" she nudged her shoulder teasingly wanting to know details but not all details of course
"C'mon, wouldn't you rather do something else?" she questions in return, pulling the blanket upwards to her chin. "Like watch this movie." Emma slumps her shoulders then, tipping and turning her head slightly to look at the redhead. "Doesn't she tell you anything? Aren't you her best friend? I'm sure you've heard loads of shit about me by now."
"Please hold me"
domestic
She shifts in bed beside her lover, arms snaking right around Regina’s waist. Emma tugs the brunette close and presses a kiss to her forehead.
“—do you want to talk about it?”
"You stood up for me. I do have to thank you." She whispered. "My own son called me a freak of nature. Where would he even get that from? I don’t understand."
"Well, wherever he got it from: he's going to regret ever saying it." There was no denying Emma's anger on the subject. She didn't understand when their son became this defiant child; it could be the new group of friends he was hanging out with. "I'm going to get him to apologize."
AU scenarios "we're bad at dating" edition
I can’t tell whether this is a date because you asked to see a movie but I’m still not sure you’re queer, and I’m toeing the line because maybe you’re just trying to make friends
One of us thinks this is a date but the other thinks it’s an informal job interview
I decided to flip a coin about every decision in my life for a week and that’s how we ended up on a date
We’re both meant to be going on blind dates with other people but we sat down at the wrong table and got our hopes up
We took each other’s underwear from the laundromat by mistake
I got drunk and sent a sexy naked pic to my ex but I sent it to you instead by mistake
We had one really bad date and never spoke again and now our friends have set us up on a blind date
I’m calling to cancel our date because I’m actually in the ER right now, sorry. …I mean, sure, I guess you can come down here, but… okay…
We had sex at the office party but we’re both workaholics so we don’t normally date
We’re going on a blind date - but wait a moment, aren’t you that went down on me in a back alley behind a club year ago? … what do you mean “which one”?
You bought me at a charity auction and you’re probably a serial killer
You’re my waiter and I’m on a really crappy date with an asshole
Your appointment with a sexual therapist was right after mine and we got talking in the waiting room
We’re on a blind date, but wait a moment… aren’t you that guy who gave me a hand job at a Renaissance Faire a year ago?… what do you MEAN “WHICH ONE”?
We both picked the same power ballad at karaoke so we sang a duet
We’re both trying to take advantage of the unlimited appetizers deal on separate dates at TGI Fridays and I got the mozzarella sticks and I’m on my sixth plate and I want to die, can I PLEASE swap you for some of your wings?
"Please hold me"
domestic
She shifts in bed beside her lover, arms snaking right around Regina’s waist. Emma tugs the brunette close and presses a kiss to her forehead.
“—do you want to talk about it?”
"Thank you, Em." She whispered and hugged herself closer to Emma, nuzzling against her chest.
"You don't have to thank me," she replies, voice just as soft. The hand that was tracing circles on the brunette's back shifts upwards to play with her hair. "I love you a whole hell of a lot, Regina, I'm gonna be here for you always." Emma swallows thickly. "I know today was just a bad day for everyone, but I'm going to talk to Henry about that shit he said to you." Though the kid was a teenager, that didn't give him the right to disrespect his mother.
"Please hold me"
domestic
She shifts in bed beside her lover, arms snaking right around Regina’s waist. Emma tugs the brunette close and presses a kiss to her forehead.
“—do you want to talk about it?”
Regina leaned against the blonde as she felt her take her into her arms. “Nope. I just need to feel you.”
Emma frowns at that, but she does what the older woman wants. She holds Regina against her and keeps her lips close dark hair. The palm of one of her hands scoots up and down the former queen's back.